C81 The Answer Was No

Thinking of this, Huo Shaoqian took his phone again and sent a text message, not caring if Zeng Yiwen could see it or not.

He habitually typed the word master in the editorial column, but then he remembered how Zeng Yiwen didn't let him call him master that day, and finally entered his name.

"Zeng Yiwen, let's meet. At least let's make it clear that you are not the Zeng Yiwen I know, hiding from me like this, being so cowardly and cowardly."

Huo Shaoqian lowered his head and sent a text message. The crown that Meng Lang had just put on his head tilted before it could be fixed.

Feeling that the person behind him had taken a deep breath and was on the verge of exploding, he put down his phone again.

After Huo Shaoqian calmed down, Meng Lang finally finished fixing his hair and started to help Qiao Lin with it.

An hour later, Qiao Lin was dressed up and headed alone to the location of the sixth scene of Golden Plume Manor.

His last scene was still not over yet. He was afraid that he would have to wait until all the scenes in the morning were finished before he had the chance to shoot again.

At this moment, the male lead had just returned to the Golden Plume Manor and found out that his father, who was also Qin Lang playing the role of Lord Jin, had a young confidante and wanted to marry her. Lord Jin's wife had died many years ago, and the male lead didn't have a good relationship with his father. He was disgusted that he wanted to marry a woman other than his mother, so he tried to stop him.

This was the scene in which the hero found his father in the courtyard of his father's house, embraced by the woman, and quarreled with his son.

Qiao Lin watched the show from afar. The three people in the venue were about the same age, yet they were acting as father and son and lovers with different ages. No matter how he looked at it, it did not seem harmonious.

Furthermore, Qin Lang's acting skills were far superior to the two of them. It would be fine if they did not compare their acting skills, but in comparison, the two newcomers' acting skills were not very good and their lines were not good enough. Qiao Lin felt that he could compete with him, but the problem with the lines could be made up for by dubbing, so it was not a big problem.

"No, no." The director suddenly waved the script in his hand and pointed at the actress, saying, "Your expression is not right. When Lord Jin's son appeared and stabbed the sword to separate the two of you who were hugging each other, you should have been in Lord Jin's arms with a face full of fear. You were too calm."

After the director's explanation, the scene began again, but the same thing happened again, more than once or twice.

After the same thing happened three times, not only the director, but even Qin Lang was getting impatient.

"Are you sure you can act? If you can't, we'll change the cast immediately." After a few pointers from the director, the actress still made mistakes. No matter how patient she was, she had already lost all her patience.

Qiao Lin was not unfamiliar with this actress either - she was the only girl among the five candidates that he had chosen previously.

Her name seemed to be Jiang Yuqi.

Seeing that the director was angry, Jiang Yuqi immediately said coquettishly, "Director, I didn't do it on purpose. This is my first time acting, so I don't know how to act."

Her coy voice seemed to be very pleasing in front of a man. The director did not say anything else. "Alright, let's rest for a while. We'll shoot this scene later."

After the director announced the break, the actors went into the resting area. Qin Lang had already noticed Qiao Lin who had arrived at the set. Just as he was about to greet him, Qiao Lin was called over by the director.

"Qiao Lin, come over here and fill in the two scenes first."

With no other choice, Qin Lang could only smile at Qiao Lin and send him off to the director's side.

Qiao Lin, on the other hand, only glanced at him and ignored him.

Instead of returning to the rest area, Qin Lang stayed behind and watched Qiao Lin play.

In fact, it was just a scene of an angry expression and a scene behind him.

After filming with the crew for a few days, Qiao Lin had long become familiar with it and passed it in one shot.

Then, he prepared to return to the dressing room to remove his makeup before returning to the hotel to rest.

However, before he could leave, Qin Lang stuck to him and put his hand on his shoulder. "It's already so late. Why don't you have dinner with the crew before going back?"

It was not surprising that the two men would put their arms around each other's shoulders like this, so Qiao Lin did not shake off his hand. It would seem strange if he did too much, "I don't have much to do today, so I came back to do some filming. It doesn't seem like a good idea to freeload off the bento box. I think I'll go back to the hotel. I'm tired these days and I want to go back and rest."

Qin Lang suddenly lowered his head and whispered into his ear, "Can you sleep well if I'm not in the room?"

After saying that, he did not forget to blow into Qiao Lin's ear.

Since there were people around him, Qiao Lin could only bear with it as he could not vent his anger.

Qin Lang looked at Qiao Lin with satisfaction as his face turned from red to red due to his actions.

Such a cute reaction. She obviously had feelings for him, but she refused to admit it.

"I'll sleep better without you," Qiao Lin pushed her away and walked out of the studio.

How could he sleep soundly with Qin Lang around? For the past few days, Qin Lang would sneak into his bed every night after he fell asleep. Every morning, the two of them would wake up in the same bed.

Every time Qin Lang came up with a lousy excuse, he would say that he slept with Yu and that Yu would be squeezed out of bed.

He tried to ask for a room from the crew, but as more and more actors entered the crew, there was no more empty room.

He had also tried to get an extra set of blankets from the hotel, but it was useless. When he woke up in the morning, they had only changed from bed to floor.

Because of this, he had to guard against Qin Lang every night as if he was guarding against a thief.

It was not easy for him to not be able to film anything today. If this brat wanted to film for the entire day, wouldn't he sleep at the hotel?

"How can I be at ease?" Qin Lang stuck to him again and said in a low voice, "Every night, you sleep in my arms before sleeping even more soundly."

"You..." Qiao Lin could not take it anymore, "If you continue like this, even if there are no rooms in the hotel, I will spend my own money to stay in another hotel."

"Don't." Qin Lang let go of him and stopped pestering him, "If you leave, I won't be able to fall asleep. Don't worry, I won't bother you in the future."

Qiao Lin rolled his eyes. It would be weird if he believed his words, "Hurry up and go back to filming. I'm going to take off my makeup and go back to the hotel. It's so hot."

Qiao Lin's ancient clothes were already hot and had to be stuck to Qin Lang's body. In just a short while, he could already feel that his clothes were drenched in sweat.

"Wait." Seeing that he was about to leave, Qin Lang stopped him. The man, who was not serious a moment ago, suddenly became serious. "It's been almost a week. Haven't you made up your mind yet?"

"I..." Qiao Lin did not expect Qin Lang to ask him such a question in such a crowded studio, "Actually, I..."

"Qin Lang."

Before Qiao Lin could finish his words, Jiang Yuqi appeared in front of Qin Lang, grabbed his wide sleeves and said sweetly, "Can we continue to act together? Otherwise, the director will scold me again."

Qin Lang initially thought that he would be able to hear Qiao Lin give him the answer that he wanted. However, he clearly saw that Qiao Lin's words were about to come out of his mouth, but he was interrupted. Feeling very unhappy, he pulled out his sleeve and said, "How many times have I played this scene with you in the past?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The director must have said it several times. Even a rookie would know that it's not a question of whether I'm going to play with you or not. It's a question of your own."

Qin Lang ignored Jiang Yuqi and grabbed Qiao Lin's arm as they walked towards the lounge.